A Trail of Clues: Aurelie Donaghy's Bizarre Mystery on Nestor

"So you're saying that the two are connected?" Aurelie asked.

"Yes," Xanthe, the informant, replied. "The two murders were both in a sector of town known for it's underground gambling rings and illegal mech fights."

"I know that," Aurelie stated. "But you saw where I am. We're in a city on an alien planet. Who knows what kind of things could be going on here?"

Aurelie was sitting on a ledge above a vast cavern filled with machinery. The machines glowed green and had black tubes sticking out of them, each one pumping some sort of liquid into the next machine. Each machine was covered by a sheet so she couldn't see what was going on inside of them. She had been following this tunnel for hours now and had yet to find any answers to her questions. All she knew was that this wasn't natural and she wanted answers.

"Well, whatever they are, they're making money hand over fist here," Xanthe giggled as she looked down at the machines working below her feet. "Look at all this! I bet there's lots of people making money from this."

Xanthe was a young woman in her mid-twenties with bright purple hair and dark blue eyes. She wore a long sleeved white shirt with black pants and black boots and carried her favorite gun, a pistol, in her pocket just in case things got ugly around here. She also carried a small device which would record everything going on around here including audio and video so she could sell the information somewhere later for money. It was only about half a meter big with several buttons and features built into it like a microphone to hear conversations around her or zoom in on certain items using a camera built into the top edge of it. It had many other features but right now all that mattered was being able to record what these people were doing so she could sell it to someone later who would pay her good money for the information.

Aurelie wore her usual detective outfit when she went out on an investigation: A long grey trench coat with black pants and white dress shoes with black socks underneath them. Her hair was red like fire and she kept it at shoulder length except for the bangs which hung down past her left eye which were neatly trimmed to look elegant instead of messy like most detectives did their hair these days. She wasn't exactly thrilled about having to crawl through this large cave once again but something told her that finding out more about what these people were doing here would lead to some answers about who killed those men back home and why they wanted him dead so badly that they'd kill another man just because he was friends with him too instead of saying something or warning him before it happened. No, whoever wanted him dead didn't want anyone knowing why someone might want him dead before it happened either so if she found something out then maybe she could stall things long enough until he got away safely before these people killed him too to keep their secret safe forever tucked away in some corner of space where no one would ever find out about it unless they were looking for it specifically themselves like herself right now.